Everlast:White Trash Beautiful Lyrics

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White Trash Beautiful, Trailor Park QueenShe slings hash at the diner from eleven to fiveShe married a boy from schoolThought he was oh so cool, but all he can do for money is driveOut late haulin' freight on Interstate FivePrayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive

White Trash BeautifulThere's something you should knowMy heart belongs to youI know you coulda found a better guyI'll love you till the day I dieI swear to God it's trueI'm comin' home to youI'm comin' home to you girl

He lights a cigarette, his eyes half openHe won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin'Drinkin' himself to sleep is his only way of copein'She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door openIt's four AM I'm doin' 95, tryin' to stay awake and make it home alive

White Trash BeautifulThere's something you should knowMy heart belongs to youI know you coulda found a better guyI'll love you till the day I dieI swear to God it's trueI'm comin' home to youI'm comin' home to you girl

Her lip stick's painted red, her nametag's crookedHer heart's been gone awhile with the truck driving man that took itHe keeps her photograph on his rearview mirrorShe prays for him every night, she hopes that he can hear her

White Trash BeautifulThere's something you should knowMy heart belongs to you girlI know you coulda found yourself a better guyI'll love you till the day I dieI swear to God it's trueI'm comin' home to youI'm comin' home to you girlI'm comin' home to youI'm comin' home to you girlI'm comin' home to you